Tuesday, August 16, 2011

God Kills Moms and Dogs Because He Has To.

I heard that a long time ago as a kid - some TV show trying to explain to a kid why his mom (or dog) died.  Your Grandmother used to think books and TV shows about death would help me understand why my dad died when I was 8.  And, at the time, it kinda helped to accept the futility of death.  When it happens, you chalk it up to shit happens.  Or Insh'Allah.  Or whatever.  Mourn the loss, but know that God had to do it.

However, tonight is a little tougher.  Tonight, while you sleep and while we enjoy the riches of a cool house on a hot summer night, a little boy named Adam lies under a respirator, while his heart pumps through the miracle of modern science.  You met Adam when you were seven, playing little league.  He was on your team and yes, he hit better than you (which isn't saying much as he got two hits and you only got one - but you could field better than he could, if that helps)  Yes, I was embarrassed for you, until I remembered that I sucked at baseball too.

Adam has had a tough life. His father ducked out when he showed up a few months early, underweight, and not likely to live beyond the first days.  But he did.  He was slow to develop physically, and because he had spent so much of his time under the protective shield of the medical establishment, was just getting into the social aspects of childhood that you have enjoyed for years.  Adam had few friends, but you were among them (and probably his best friend).

Unfortunately, Adam isn't doing well.  His heart doesn't seem to want to work, and for the second time in as many weeks, he was found unconscious and in just a horrible way.  His brain was being deprived of oxygen, and his little body was frankly just pissed at working so hard to stick around.  When it happened last week, he came around, but he wasn't the same - He couldn't remember how to put on his shirt.  And when it happened today, it doesn't look like he will wake up.  The doctors can't find a cause and so if he does wake up there is a high likelihood that this will happen again and again, until his body just says it is time to rest.

Unfortunately, that TV show didn't tell us why God kills kids.  I look at you, and I cannot imagine the pain that Adam's mom is enduring.  She is a strong woman, but Hercules can't sit at the bed of his dying son and let go easily.  Watching a friend's son slip slowly into the black is hard enough, but the TV show didn't talk about dying kids. Because when God kills kids, frankly it just sucks.  And there is no reason on heaven or earth why God does it.  No reason.  This just sucks. 

1 comment:

BitBotch said...

Found your post because I remembered the same phrase about moms and dogs. Some folks we know found out their baby died today on the last day of the pregnancy. Moms and dogs are one thing. Kids are another. It's hard. Thanks for your post.